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Toward the Imaginary

Life at its brightest comes to those who dream, for tomorrow has always a light!

Nary dare I tend to touch upon
The tangible ordinary,
For I prefer the delightful pull
Toward the imaginary.
O’ be it to ponder or be it to roam,
It shall put my mind at ease,
For that of common rationality
Seldom comes to please.
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